Custody over the Kids

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Chapter Fourteen

Over the Edge

Syaoran and his bossy son were in the car on their way to Tomoyo's house. They had gone home first and Syaoran had showered and changed, he didn't particularly want to smell like the revolting toilet he had shared his cell with. Sakura had decided to stay home, Zhen had pleaded with her to come saying that Yuna would be glad to see her. Syaoran had silenced his son with the usual glare.

"Why did you stop mother coming with us?" Zhen asked his father harshly his good mood had abated. Syaoran kept his eyes on the road, light rain had began to splash down on his window screen. "I hurt your mother badly, she isn't ready to face auntie Tomoyo yet, give her time she will do soon". Syaoran reassured his son soothingly, Zhen made a noise of disbelief.

Syaoran pulled the car over to the side of the road and parked it. Sighing he turned the engine off. "Listen son, she is your mother all your life she has loved you and cared for you. By not supporting her and calling her a liar you are being disloyal". Syaoran stated seriously. Zhen threw him a look, his emerald eyes narrowed and he shrugged. Zhen was being stubborn but in the wrong way.

The shrug had made Syaoran lose his patience, he turned himself directly in his seat to face Zhen, his amber eyes grew stone cold. The polite look from his face had vanished. "You will respect your mother in all that she does. If I hear or find out otherwise then I shall come down hard on you boy! Do I make myself clear?" Syaoran barked steely at his son. Zhen smiled cynically and raised a brow at his father. He loved getting Syaoran angry and worked up.

He decided to play his father's game, "How can I respect mother if you don't? Aren't you supposed to play the good parent and not have affairs. I bet you've slept with a lot of women! I can't respect mother because I witnessed her and uncle Eriol. Then you go and get yourself arrested by the police and I have to rescue you. Can you please learn to grow up!" Zhen replied making him sound far older than his meagre six years.

Syaoran's rage increased by a thousand volts, he got out of the car and slammed the door making the car shake. He pressed his alarm on his keys locking Zhen in the car. He stormed off down the road muttering furiously to himself. Zhen stared after his father and smiled playfully. He loved winding him up. He knew how to play his mother and father without them noticing. His father would come back in a few minutes, angry but in control of his temper.

Syaoran looked over his shoulder at Zhen, his son's eyes were on the houses near the car. He saw the smile on his son's face and knew immediately that he was being played. Syaoran smiled too himself, Zhen was the same as him well two can play at this game. He took out his mobile and dialled Tomoyo's number. His daughter answered the phone, "hello?" Yuna answered unsurely.

Syaoran's face broke into a grin hearing his daughter's voice. "Why hello my little cupcake, how are you feeling now?" Syaoran replied happily. Yuna's eyes rounded with surprise and affection at her father's voice. "I'm great daddy, auntie Tomoyo isn't very well though she's laying down now."

Syaoran's smile faltered, "what's wrong with auntie Tomoyo honey?" he inquired gently. Yuna's happiness faded and a frown appeared on her face. "I don't know daddy please come". Yuna begged sniffling. Syaoran's brows furrowed in fright, "stop crying Yuna I'm on my way there now I'll be there in ten minutes." Syaoran turned around and rushed back to his car. He wrenched open his door and threw his phone to Zhen "talk to your sister" he instructed coldly.

Syaoran rammed his key into the ignition and his car boomed to life. Pressing hard on the gas he zoomed down the road not caring about the traffic or pedestrians. Zhen was trying to console his sister. Syaoran sped through a red light and heard a police car behind him "dammit" he growled, "now we've got the screw squad on our tail, Zhen hold on tightly" Syaoran ordered his son.

Syaoran took the next left and came into a cul-de-sac, groaning in frustration he looked for some way out, the police car was gaining on him now. Seeing a garden gate open he sped through it, Zhen glared at his father and a horrified gasp emitted from his mouth. They were going to drive straight into a wooden fence. His father must be mental that was the only answer. "Crap" Syaoran whispered tightly, squeezing the stirring wheel his knuckles white he clenched his teeth and braced for the impact.

He pressed harder on the gas and they hit the wooden fence, it smashed to pieces startling the next door neighbours. Syaoran continued on his escapade, Zhen was looking at his father in awe. "Dad that was way cool" he exclaimed sounding much more like a six year old. "I don't think the police believe the same" he responded dryly, smiling at his son's reaction. Syaoran came onto a main round, turned and took a right coming onto Tomoyo's road. Another cul-de-sac, "great" Syaoran muttered bitterly to himself. At least he had managed to lose the screw squad, though he had a feeling that they would be paying his house a visit when they found out it had been him driving like a maniac.

Zhen unbuckled his seat belt when the car came to an abrupt stop, Syaoran did the same, forgetting all about the car and locking it he zipped up to Tomoyo's front door breathlessly. Zhen joined his hurriedly, Syaoran banged on the front door. He waited impatiently, not receiving an answer he kicked the door in making it open. He entered the house and stared around in astonishment, the place had been ransacked. "YUNA!" Syaoran yelled with all his might, "YUNA!" he called numerously.

Zhen stiffened, he heard a noise coming from upstairs, "dad shut up a minute" he ordered loudly, Syaoran clamped his mouth shut and heard the noise as well. "Zhen stay here" he commanded, Zhen opened his mouth to object but Syaoran cut him off, "stay here I won't say it again". Zhen conceded dejectedly. He plonked himself down on the floor in the hallway and watched his father head up the stairs slowly.

A scream echoed through the house making Syaoran's hair stand on end. He knew that scream all too well, but it was impossible his wife was at home relaxing. Syaoran increased his speed up the stairs and came to the landing. All the room doors were open, there was a red liquid on the bathroom door. Syaoran crept quietly to the bathroom and his eyes widened in terror and shock. Raven hair was sprawled on the floor, the body of a woman. 'please don't be dead' Syaoran whispered in his mind.

Syaoran bent down to the body and saw the face covered in blood and battered. Tears were sliding down her cheeks, her blue eyes opened painfully to meet his gaze. "Tomoyo" Syaoran whispered "What's going on?" Tomoyo looked deeper into his amber eyes and uttered a single name "Eriol". Syaoran's jaw hardened, his face flushed red with fury. "Where's my wife?" he asked Tomoyo gently masking his anger.

Syaoran picked Tomoyo up and carried her to her bedroom, every so slowly he laid her down and wiped her tears away. Tomoyo had still not answered his question, "Tomoyo where is my wife?" he asked her again this time harsher. "Eriol" Tomoyo replied softly, "he's gone mad Syaoran, our affair has unhinged him". Syaoran's breath quickened, his heart rate increased and his amber eyes grew dark and menacing.

"I don't give a damn, all I want is my wife", Syaoran bit out venomously. Tomoyo quailed and shivered. "Please don't hurt him" she pleaded to Syaoran "I love him and he loves me that's why he's doing this". Syaoran's eyes flickered back to hers softening "I know" was all he said and left her alone in her room to find Eriol and his Sakura. Remembering something he walked back to Tomoyo, "where's Yuna?" he demanded. Tomoyo gulped "Eriol".

Syaoran let out a howl of heated rage, he kicked Tomoyo's bed like a mad bull. "Eriol" he hissed viciously. He had had enough of Eriol, he understood that he himself had made a stupid mistake by having an affair with Tomoyo but that didn't mean Eriol had to hurt his children. Failing to control his anger he thundered out of Tomoyo's room without a backward glance. He searched all the rooms in a blind burning lividness trashing everything is sight.

Growling in agonizing anguish he climbed the last set of stairs loudly, forgetting all the caution needing to be silent. One door stood open the other was closed. He strode into the open room and was met with a fist. Blood oozed from his lip, turning around he saw Eriol leering at him. Daring him to hit him back. Syaoran saw Sakura and Yuna out of the corner of his left eye. They were tied up and Sakura had been punched in the face, Yuna thank god was unhurt.

"What's gotten into you?" Syaoran asked Eriol angrily. "You kidnap my wife and beat her, you tie up my daughter and treat her like shit. You've beaten your own girlfriend up black and blue. I hope you didn't punch her stomach because if you did you are surely going to regret it." Syaoran concluded vehemently. A look of fear crossed Eriol's face but it was gone as quick as it has come.

Eriol laughed maliciously "Tomoyo my girlfriend? As if, she lost that chance when she shagged you. Why should you be happy if I can't? So what if I punched your wife and my ex they are just women inconsiderate, conceited devious bitches who need to be taught a lesson; as you do"

"When did you turn into a bastard Eriol? Was it when you intoxicated my wife when she was 15 years old? I'm furious about that but you don't see me dragging innocent people into this you deluded psycho!" Syaoran hollered fiercely. Eriol's face scrunched up in rage, his glasses fell off his face as he flew at Syaoran. He aimed a kick at Syaoran's stomach.

Syaoran deflected it and gave him a knuckle sandwich right on his jaw. Eriol screeched with fury, his face was cherry red and his midnight eyes sparkled with lightning. Syaoran smirked mockingly his eyes reduced to slits. Eriol grabbed Syaoran and pushed him into the wardrobe, Syaoran's back moaned with pain. Syaoran ignored the aching in his back, he got hold on Eriol's neck and started to strangle him.

Eriol's face grew red, he tried to get Syaoran's hands off his neck, he lifted his right leg and kicked Syaoran in his private area. Syaoran released his grip on Eriol's neck and gasped in excruciating pain. Eriol seized this chance and tackled Syaoran to the ground. Syaoran clasped his two hands together into a ball and smashed them onto Eriol's head. Both of the men bellowed in pain. Both were covered with bruises and scratches, both were intent on killing each other.

They lunged at one another, a scream pierced their ears, Tomoyo stood in the doorway her blue eyes glistening with tears. Afraid she ran to the other room opposite, opened the door and ran to the window. Syaoran and Eriol in a rush followed her. Tomoyo sat on the window, not glancing at them she let herself fall.

End of Chapter Fourteen

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